add insult to injury, the guard was a pervert. I deduced this when the hand that wasn’t busy choking the life out of me brazenly grazed my somewhat exposed breast. This bastard was messing with the wrong chick.
“You’re gonna to cop a feel before you kill me, jackass ?” I choked out as I tried to shore up my footing. If I could get my balance I could kick back and hopefully connect with his family jewels. All I needed was a second and he was a dead man.
“My hand slipped.” He chuckled as his warm breath tickled my neck.
My instinct was to lean back and get closer. Clearly my instincts had gone to hell on the express train. What was wrong with me?
“What are you doing here, pretty Dragon girl?” he inquired casually as if he didn’t have me in a damn death grip.
“I was invited,” I tried to snap, but it came out more like a squeak.
“Interesting,” the deadliest asshole I’d ever come across said as he loosened his hold, but still kept me firmly pressed to him.
“Is this how you greet all your guests?”
I reached over my head and tried to gouge out his eyes. He was too tall—had to be well over six foot four. My fingers ended up in his mouth. At least I drew a little blood.
“Only ones I’m unfamiliar with,” he replied as he bit down on my fingers. Hard.
Tit for tat…he drew a little blood as well.
Why I thought his behavior was hot was a fine reason for me to seek therapy. Being choked and getting bitten was not healthy foreplay. This was absurd, but at least I was fairly sure I wasn’t in imminent danger of dying. The goon clearly had no clue who I was and that was a very good thing at the moment.
“You’re meeting someone here?” he asked as he pressed his nose to my hair.
“Yes,” I said as I futilely tried to disengage myself from him before I rubbed up against him like a cat in heat. “I’m meeting my mate.”
It was a lie, but it flew out smoothly. I needed to get the deadly sexy Dragon dude off of me. I was here for a reason. It was beginning to seem like an insane reason, but I’d come and I was going to see it through. There was no time at all to be attracted to a lowly, muscled, horny guard dog in a deserted parking lot. I had things to do and a father to kill.
“You’re mated?” he asked, surprised as his grip on me tightened.
“Yes,” I ground out. “And my mate will destroy you when he learns of how I’ve been treated by the help.”
His laugh went all through me. It set my lower girlie region into overdrive and made me want to tear his head off at the same time. This Dragon was bad news. The sooner I got away from him the better. I had Seth—kind of. I didn’t need any complications—not that killer guy would even want me for more than a roll in the hay. Dragons were over-sexed perverts. The mind-bogglingly large bulge in his pants that he had pressed up against my back was proof that they all wanted one thing.
“You’re not mated,” he stated firmly. “I’d be able to tell.”
Damn it, he was correct. If I were mated, I’d have the scent of my mate on me. Hell, I hadn’t even slept with my mate yet. I knew that Seth wasn’t my true mate even though I wanted him to be. However, the bastard that wouldn’t let go had no claim on me.
Dragons technically had one true mate, but rarely did we have happily ever afters. Violence followed us everywhere and more often than not, a Dragon’s true mate was killed before they ever met. Or the female’s true mate was killed by a stronger Dragon that desired her…exactly what happened to my mother.
“I’m not mated yet ,” I snarled as I broke his hold and turned on him. “I will be very soon. And if you lay your hands on me again, I’ll fry your ass to a crisp.”
The look of shock on his face at my escape was priceless. However, I wished I’d kept my back to him. He was hotter than hell on fire. Wouldn’t
“You’re gonna to cop a feel before you kill me, jackass ?” I choked out as I tried to shore up my footing. If I could get my balance I could kick back and hopefully connect with his family jewels. All I needed was a second and he was a dead man.
“My hand slipped.” He chuckled as his warm breath tickled my neck.
My instinct was to lean back and get closer. Clearly my instincts had gone to hell on the express train. What was wrong with me?
“What are you doing here, pretty Dragon girl?” he inquired casually as if he didn’t have me in a damn death grip.
“I was invited,” I tried to snap, but it came out more like a squeak.
“Interesting,” the deadliest asshole I’d ever come across said as he loosened his hold, but still kept me firmly pressed to him.
“Is this how you greet all your guests?”
I reached over my head and tried to gouge out his eyes. He was too tall—had to be well over six foot four. My fingers ended up in his mouth. At least I drew a little blood.
“Only ones I’m unfamiliar with,” he replied as he bit down on my fingers. Hard.
Tit for tat…he drew a little blood as well.
Why I thought his behavior was hot was a fine reason for me to seek therapy. Being choked and getting bitten was not healthy foreplay. This was absurd, but at least I was fairly sure I wasn’t in imminent danger of dying. The goon clearly had no clue who I was and that was a very good thing at the moment.
“You’re meeting someone here?” he asked as he pressed his nose to my hair.
“Yes,” I said as I futilely tried to disengage myself from him before I rubbed up against him like a cat in heat. “I’m meeting my mate.”
It was a lie, but it flew out smoothly. I needed to get the deadly sexy Dragon dude off of me. I was here for a reason. It was beginning to seem like an insane reason, but I’d come and I was going to see it through. There was no time at all to be attracted to a lowly, muscled, horny guard dog in a deserted parking lot. I had things to do and a father to kill.
“You’re mated?” he asked, surprised as his grip on me tightened.
“Yes,” I ground out. “And my mate will destroy you when he learns of how I’ve been treated by the help.”
His laugh went all through me. It set my lower girlie region into overdrive and made me want to tear his head off at the same time. This Dragon was bad news. The sooner I got away from him the better. I had Seth—kind of. I didn’t need any complications—not that killer guy would even want me for more than a roll in the hay. Dragons were over-sexed perverts. The mind-bogglingly large bulge in his pants that he had pressed up against my back was proof that they all wanted one thing.
“You’re not mated,” he stated firmly. “I’d be able to tell.”
Damn it, he was correct. If I were mated, I’d have the scent of my mate on me. Hell, I hadn’t even slept with my mate yet. I knew that Seth wasn’t my true mate even though I wanted him to be. However, the bastard that wouldn’t let go had no claim on me.
Dragons technically had one true mate, but rarely did we have happily ever afters. Violence followed us everywhere and more often than not, a Dragon’s true mate was killed before they ever met. Or the female’s true mate was killed by a stronger Dragon that desired her…exactly what happened to my mother.
“I’m not mated yet ,” I snarled as I broke his hold and turned on him. “I will be very soon. And if you lay your hands on me again, I’ll fry your ass to a crisp.”
The look of shock on his face at my escape was priceless. However, I wished I’d kept my back to him. He was hotter than hell on fire. Wouldn’t
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